After Failing to Influence the Protagonist Chapter 39
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Chapter 39 The village that was buried alive
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Even though his voice was barely audible, Chu Junyu could still make out his words. He remained composed and responded calmly, “I don’t have a son as foolish as you.”
Pei Jing burst into laughter and playfully shouted, “Get lost!”
With Chu Junyu’s support, he managed to leave Wuwang Peak.
Stepping down from the stairs, the majestic palace behind him crumbled instantly, causing a tremendous tremor that shook the land. Pei Jing turned around and witnessed the Sect Master’s grand hall collapse into fine powder, blending with the crimson hue of blood and moonlight. Ashes gently descended from the sky, pale and reminiscent of a snowfall.
After a brief moment of confusion, Pei Jing’s face lit up with a smile, and he glanced back repeatedly. “This is quite interesting.”
He tugged at Chu Junyu’s sleeve and urged him, “Quick, turn around and have a look.”
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Chu Junyu halted his steps and followed his instructions, catching sight of a vast expanse of white dust scattered in the air.
Just like in the old days.
The sword that conquered the world.
Wu Sheng had waited for him outside the mountain gate for a long time. When he saw him coming out with Chu Junyu, he asked in confusion, “Why are you both coming out together?” Pei Jing didn’t want to dwell on it and replied, “Let’s discuss it later after we leave the mountain.”
After returning to Zhuangyuan Village, Pei Jing spent the night recuperating, healing the injuries in his mind and lower abdomen. After several internal cycles, he let out a sigh of relief and opened his eyes. He turned his head to look at the Cloud Slayer Sword beside him, his eyes filled with a hint of confusion. Ever since descending from Wuwang Peak, he had been burdened with numerous questions. However, there was no one else who could answer them, so he had to rely on his own speculations.
There was a secret passage that even his divine awareness couldn’t penetrate, yet Chu Junyu moved through it effortlessly. It seemed like Chu Junyu knew some very private matters about himself.
Pei Jing gently caressed the Cloud Slayer Sword and whispered, “…Who are you really? And what is your purpose in Yunxiao?”
Leaving someone with an enigmatic identity in Yunxiao could be a potential threat to other disciples. After spending a year together, Pei Jing had gained some understanding of Chu Junyu. As the temporary Sect Master, it was time to seek the truth through interrogation.
Even if one were to claim that he came seeking revenge, there was no evidence of him causing harm to others.
It was even more improbable for him to come for training and learning. When considering Chu Junyu’s behavior over the past year, most of his time was spent alone, intentionally avoiding contact with others. The only person he interacted with more frequently was Pei Jing himself. Although it was Pei Jing who approached him first, Chu Junyu seemed to treat him with special significance right from the start.
Pei Jing’s expression became somewhat strange.
For Zhuangyuan Village, the triennial Night of Wishes was a grand occasion. There were many preparations to be made—chickens, ducks, cows, sheep, fruits, and sweet treats. Firecrackers resounded in several households, and bright red lanterns adorned the surroundings. Observing the scene, Pei Jing felt as if they were celebrating the New Year. Prior to the Night of Wishes, the teahouse at the entrance of Zhuangyuan Village was always filled with people, gathering information about the eligible children in each family. Pei Jing sat down with A’ru and joined a few others at a table. A’ru remained obediently silent, enjoying the candied fruits handed to her by Pei Jing.
